Today was Henry’s first hair cut. He had these fantastic curls right above his ears but, unfortunately, that was really the only hair on his head that would grow. It was way past some sort of mullet-situation, so we decided to take him to a professional. He was such a doll during the whole thing. We took him to a place called Beachcomber Kids Cuts. An ideal situation for kids - a tropical theme, and he got to sit on a big, carved turtle, watch Elmo, and play with a cell phone. So things were a-okay for Henry. I love his new cut. He looks like a little boy. Who likes to get into everything. It’s a fitting cut, indeed.He's doing some very entertaining things lately. He’ll throw toys through the cat door and watch them tumble down into the basement. It’s something that keeps him busy for hours – and he’ll squeal every time another lego, stuffed animal, cup, or even beloved blue dog takes a tumbling trip down the stairs. Because that sorta thing never gets old.
We think he’s just a few weeks away from walking. There’s really nothing stopping him at this point. The desire to make it to the China cabinet before we get there to stop him from opening the doors is going to take over soon. And then he’ll be on his way…
